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E-40 lyrics : "Sprinkle Me"

(feat. Suga T)
[Intro: E-40]
(burrrp, burp)

Yeah, hocus pocus, skiggedy skay
It ain't nuttin but me
That ^!$$% E-40

Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this
This G-A-M-E man some of this game
Understand my sista

Finna sprinkle you fools with sprinkle sista
Understand this doe
It don't stop til the mother$#&@ing glock pop

(Don't stop) and $#&@ a glock I'm $#&@in with a 6R
P226 Diana Ross cousin nina
Misdemeanor, that's what we do, understand it


[Verse 1: E-40]
I be more hipper than a hippopotamus

Get off in your head like a neurologist
Pushin more weight than Atlas
Got a partner by the name of 2Pacalypse

The seven-oh-seven my roots go hella far back to Flor Terrace
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
and den I flush it down my esopha-garus

The group that I'm with The Click
Suga, D-Shot, Legit
Family orientated

Game related, it's the %#@!
Killing mother$#&@ers off crucial
Sittin em down mutual

Running through these lyrics as if I was fibered
like Metamucil


Timah timah.... forty wata.. forty wata
Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main
Big timah timah, big timah.... forty wata-ahh

Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main
Kick that %#@! Suga


[Verse 2: Suga T]
Here comes the top notch, ooh ooh ooh here I be
Clicked out me Suga T from the V

I'm quick to smob (quick to smob), always down for the job
Ya gotta strut that's a gang of shot (gang of shot)
Ooh ooh ooh I'm a fool

Slangin more mail as I smobs through yo' hood
Straight shakin all, these bustas and busterettes
Tryin to claim fame off my Chavez rep (Chavez rep)

Ohh, why oh why must I be so tight? (Why oh why)
Most folks tell me, Suga you ain't right
(Why oh why Suga you ain't right)

It makes me wanna scream while I make ya holla
Pullin a gang of clout like that al-mighty dollar


[Chorus: E-40, Suga T]
Suga Suga (ahh yeah that's me) Suga Suga
That's my sista (you know my name!)

Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl (ahaha)
Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl
Suga Suga (that's what they call me)

Dat's my sista (I ain't right!)
Sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl, sprinkle me girl


[Verse 3: E-40, Suga T]
(Check the flotation!)
^!$$% PHin on a playa makin mega

Tryin to knock the hustle just because we way too major
(E they try to test your !@*^s, you know that %#@! ain't cool)
Suga don't make me have to come up out the sound booth

and act a $#&@in fool
(All these old hoe-cake $$# ^!$$%z, they make me so damn sick)
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM ON A TRICK

Playa play her for false and get rubbed off ya don't want malse
$#&@ around and get evaporated


[Chorus: E-40]
Cause I'ma timah timah.... timah timah
Forty wata... forty wata
Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main
Big timah timah... big timah

Forty wata... forty wata
Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main
That's what we do, beatch!

Understand this %#@!, understand it

What's happenin Suga, you in this (*##$ with me?
(haha thought you heard)
Yeah that's what we do for the mother$#&@in... nine-five
(ha for the nine-five, yeah)
Sick Wid It Records, Jive all the time

(understandin the system main)
It's Mob City, V-Town, it's Mob City
It's Mob City V-Town ^!$$%z
(mobbin through ya hood)

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